Highly Volatile Grey Matter

*Head Explodes*

Excuse me while I pick up the remnants of what used to be the back of my skull, the realization that NYU Abu Dhabi may be more than an elaborate hoax played during an incredibly vivid hallucination caused by Inception carries enough power to make this sentence not seem unintelligible.

Now would be a good time to comment on the ethical implications of a World's College, the emotional exercise that this whole experience will be or the gastronomical adventures that I will inevitably submit my poor stomach to. (Sorry buddy, Carpe Diem).

This would also be a great moment to ponder upon the events in my life that led me to this very moment: typing the letter "e" at the end of this sentence. However, a far more substantial and intellectual thought is currently hogging every available neuron I possess:

"FRIDAY IS LIKE 2 DAYS FROM SUNDAY!!!"

*Hastily-Mended Head Re-Explodes*

Very well, it might not be too intellectual, but this simple detail in our calendars, usually taken for granted, has inspired more hysteria and euphoria in me than any roller-coaster, movie climax or dream about falling from a cliff only to discover I have amazing flying abilities, ever has.

My head is spinning, my chest is light and my suitcase... my suitcase is a work in progress, which I must get back to if I hope to make it to Sunday without any more cranial eruptions.

...except one more for the road.

*Head Explodes*

"The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page."

- St. Augustine